Chapter 11 The Second Pot of Gold (ps: I found a mistake. Germany scored in overtime. If you buy the score before the game, you should buy 0:0, because the goal in overtime does not count. The previous article has been completely revised.) …… Suddenly, all the eyes in the bar focused on Cheng Zhu. After all, the guests who have been able to stay until now are definitely people watching football. Here, the proportion of football buyers is extremely high. Many people started talking about it. "You look very young, you should still be a student." "Damn it, 0:0 if you dare to buy yuan, the young people nowadays are so awesome!" "What a ruthless person. I don't even dare to buy 12,000 for a fucking solo win, but he dares to buy 12,000 for [Bo Guo]!" "I remember the odds were several times seven. I'm making a fortune!" "How lucky is this!?" Those who also won money were fine, but those who lost money tonight were so envious that they wanted to go crazy after hearing Shen Minglang's words.
The customer who had previously coaxed Shen Minglang to give everyone a discount on their drinks was very familiar with him. At this moment, he couldn't help but ask: "How many scores did your cousin buy? Let me learn from his experience and study his strategy for buying scores. " Shen Minglang said in a cocky tone, "Of course I bought 0:0! I only bought one score and I won. Isn't that awesome?" This made the surrounding drinkers even more shocked. For a moment, they didn't know whether this student was just a young and fearless person or just had really good luck. I didn’t want to buy a few more scores to share the risk. I bought a tie in the regular season with a score of 0:0, but I just won! There’s nothing to say, winning money is awesome! And you should know that although Shen Minglang also won money, he bet a full 50,000. However, the money he made today was not as much as Cheng Zhulai! In the whole bar, many people bet not only on winning or losing, but also on [handicap], [corner kick], [big and small], [number of penalty cards], etc. Here, some odds are higher than winning or losing, and some odds are lower than directly betting on which team will win. It can be said that in terms of income alone, Cheng Zhu is definitely the one who has won more among all the guests today. Shen Minglang couldn't help but said: "If I had known, I would have followed you and bet 0:0." After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Wanzhou and said, "You are so lucky. You deposited 2000 yuan with your cousin." However, as soon as Shen Minglang finished speaking, he noticed that Jiang Wanzhou's expression was a bit complicated. "Are you sick? Aren't you happy about winning money?" He was too lazy to pay attention to his cousin. Someone came to propose a toast, so he happily clinked glasses. As soon as Shen Minglang left, Jiang Wanzhou stared at Cheng Zhu. Cheng Zhu said directly: "I know what you want to ask. I didn't bet 800 yuan alone. Several people asked me to bet together. I only own yuan here." He began to talk seriously, and later on, he did not forget to blackmail: "I didn't win much with my 800 principal. You, a big guy, bet 2000 yuan. Mr. Jiang has to pay for all the expenses tonight!" Speaking of which, Cheng Zhu is not stingy and wants to take advantage, but is simply trying to enhance his credibility. Although Jiang Wanzhou is really easy to deceive, he is a good brother after all. He feels that he must deceive sincerely and not in a casual way to show respect for him. Otherwise, it seems a bit contemptuous of him.
After receiving a wave of "respect" from Cheng Zhu, Jiang Wanzhou's face actually improved, and she began to say boldly: "You can share half of the winnings!" "Tsk, the domineering president wants to throw money at me, right?" Cheng Zhu expressed disdain, and added: "You haven't finished the wine you just drank, hurry up! We're leaving soon!" "My eyes are rulers! No, do you raise fish?" On this side, they are happy and happy, but on Li Rui's side, there is a little adolescent breakdown. Cheng Zhu wins a lot of money, and he feels worse than death! Forget it if you lose 12,000 yuan, you can force a smile, pretend that you don't care about a mere 12,000 yuan, and show off your financial resources in front of Li Xinyue. In front of the girl I like, I show off my pussy and round it off, it’s not a loss. But her ex-boyfriend took away the fucking principal and won 78,000 in one night! and I? And me? I lost 500 yuan with her... Although it's five hundred yuan, I will warmly help her put it on. But this psychological gap cannot be made up. "Besides, Cheng Zhu is richer than me now, and his pockets are bigger than mine." Li Rui couldn't even compare to his most confident place. If Cheng Zhu knew his little mentality, he would probably be speechless and say, "What level are you? You treat me as an imaginary enemy all day long." He had no intention of expressing himself in front of Li Xinyue. To be exact, he had a headache when he saw Li Xinyue now. "I just discovered that she is wearing the pair of couple shoes I bought." "My principal is the least she has to deal with! The odds are times." "Then are you wearing a pair of shoes that cost more than a thousand yuan? Are you wearing a pair of shoes that cost more than 10,000 yuan?" At this moment, a group of people left the bar, but there were still a group of guests still chatting about football. Some people are worried about money, and some are worried about Messi who just missed the championship. But Cheng Zhu knew that Messi would be able to lift the trophy he had always dreamed of in the 22nd World Cup. He drank the cocktail in the glass, looked at the empty glass, and thought to himself: "I now have yuan, what should I do next?" The next moment, he had a preliminary plan in his mind. He decided to use one of his old professions to earn the second pot of gold in his life. "There is a track in e-commerce, and the prospects are getting better year by year." "Don't say it's only 14 years now, even in 23 years, selling that thing is still a very good choice." "That's it." Cheng Zhu looked at the empty wine glass and made a decision in his heart. "Ninety thousand yuan is enough."
…… …… In the wine retreat, Chen Rongrong said with a sad face: "Oh, Yueyue, each of us lost five hundred." A simple sentence made Li Rui, who was in pain and suffering, immediately raise his head. He looked at Li Xinyue, squeezed out a smile and said: "Xinyue, Chen Rongrong, my brother just sent me a message, saying that he was stuck when buying football. He didn't buy your two orders. I will transfer the money to you later. .” "Ah! Really?" Chen Rongrong was instantly surprised. But she still picked up her phone and posted a message in a circle of friends. After a fixed group was blocked, this circle of friends also blocked Li Xinyue and Li Rui. The content was: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I lost 500 yuan in the World Cup finals, please comfort me." Li Xinyue just nodded, her eyes still drifting towards Cheng Zhu from time to time. She didn't care whether she won or lost 500 yuan. She was also shocked that Cheng Zhu won a lot of money. Li Rui saw all this and was heartbroken. However, Cheng Zhu didn't look this way from beginning to end. "Yueyue, why don't we go?" Chen Rongrong suggested while chatting on her cell phone. "I want to sit there for a while." Li Xinyue said. Li Rui had no objection to this. He was happy to do this and wanted to be a companion. But at this moment, Cheng Zhu and Jiang Wanzhou stood up. The two of them greeted Shen Minglang and said they were leaving first. The bartender Ye Zi also waved goodbye to the two of them, and took the initiative to pick up his mobile phone and wanted to add a WeChat account. Cheng Zhu didn't refuse because of her big breasts. Li Xinyue saw Cheng Zhu and Jiang Wanzhou walking towards the door, and immediately stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go too." Chen Rongrong, who was busy chatting, raised her head for no apparent reason, and Li Rui, who noticed some clues, felt like he had been stabbed in the heart again. For some reason, what Cheng Zhu said to him began to appear in his mind: "A warm man ranks behind a dog." The three of them got up and Li Rui went to pay. He was still stubbornly determined to finish his planned pussy. When the waiter asked him, "Do you have a membership card for the store?", he pretended to be calm and sophisticated and said, "Yes, take the card." When he turned around after paying, he found that Li Xinyue and Chen Rongrong were not standing behind him at all, but had already gone outside the bar. In the hot summer, I didn’t even leave the air conditioner in the store for a while. Li Rui walked out in despair and saw Li Xinyue still looking around. Chen Rongrong suddenly said: "Ah, Yueyue, why are you crying?"
…… …… On the other side, enter the Mercedes-Benz G. The manager of the bar is helping to drive, acting as a substitute driver, which is what Shen Minglang ordered. Jiang Wanzhou sat in the passenger seat and turned to Cheng Zhu: "Should we find a place to travel for a few days in a few days?" "Forget it about traveling, but I'm going to go somewhere to check out the market." Cheng Zhudao. "Tsk, inspecting the market? That's a very strong word," Jiang Wanzhou said. "Don't worry, it won't be convenient if I don't take you there." Cheng Zhudao. "Why? What's the inconvenience? Could it be that...you want to make peace with Li Xinyue?" Jiang Wanzhou glared at him, as if he was glaring at a bitch. "Come on, don't mention the characters that have been completed." Cheng Zhu said. ——This is the big stage of life. Once you leave, don’t come back. "Then why is it not convenient for you to take me?" Jiang Wanzhou asked. "You are too yin-y, that place is not suitable for you." Cheng Zhu raised his eyebrows and said extremely seriously. (End of this chapter)
